My very first car was a VW Beetle - the original kind - K reg. I'd spent two years doing it up (a full restoration) with my Dad before I passed my test.
Once I passed it I drove it for a couple of months and really didn't like it, plus the engine was not reliable (we hadn't done the electrics properly). So we sold it and I had a hand me down of my uncle's car - a Cavalier SR which was an amazing car for someone my age, considering I was still at school. That lasted me until my first week at university, when it was stolen, recovered and then written off. I went without a car for a couple of years and then bought a Nova 1.2 Club (half financed by my Dad, until I paid him off). That lasted me four years, and I really loved that car - I still consider it my real first car, as I paid for it.
£2,200 to buy it - D reg. £1,500 to insure it (Eagle Star) in the first year. I was on £9,500 a year back then - I think it was around 1993, to put it into perspective for those that are learning now and thinking that insurance is expensive for them.
However, because of the relative simplicity of the cars back then and because of the upbringing I had, I did all my own basic serving. Head gasket, spark plugs, cleaning our the carburetor, oil change - all without a second thought. I took my Nova from 30,000 miles to 115,00 miles, and when I gave it to my brother it gave him another 20,000 miles too.
I can remember being very jealous of my mate who also had a Nova but he had five gears. I only had four. What a car meant to me back then is very different to what a car means to me now. I'd like to think that I'm just as enthusiastic about my cars now, but compared to them I;m certainly not. I used to really love my car, and had the time to really love it too. A far cry from today when I don't really care if it is clean or not, and the only servicing I do myself is to top up the washer fluid and maybe check the oil level at the same time.
Odd how things work out. Or, just normal as you get older!